it's a good day, a good time, anybody can
blow a hole through you at any minute.
they are shooting from the rooftops now
and the night sky is smoking,
what more could you want?
you can watch it on your tv or you
can look outside, it's the same
they are letting it all out again.
airing it out.
the cops are hiding.
nobody is bored tonight.
the safest people are already in jail.
everybody feels curiously alive,
it's party time!
this city is the whole world
and it's running right at you.
it's a good day, a good time!
hell is coming out to play
9 BAD BOYS
Celine will bat
Shostakovich is in the
Dostoevsky should hit
Beethoven will definitely bat
Jeffers is in the 5th
Dreiser can hit
and batting 7th
and 8th the
hell, give me the
Jane, who has been dead for 31 years,
never could have
imagined that I would write a screenplay of our drinking
that it would be made into a movie
that a beautiful movie star would play her
I can hear Jane now: "A beautiful movie star? oh,
for Christ sake!"
Jane, that's show biz, sp go back to sleep, dear, because
no matter how hard they tried they
just couldn't find anybody exactly like
and neither can
SILLY DAMNED THING ANYHOW
we tried to hide it in the house so that the
neighbors wouldn't see.
it was difficult, sometimes we both had to
be gone at once and when we returned
there would be excreta and urine all
it wouldn't toilet train
but it had the bluest eyes you ever
and it ate everything we did
and we often watched tv together.
one evening we came home and it was
there was blood on the floor,
there was a trail of blood.
I followed it outside and into the garden
and there in the brush it was,
there was a sign hung about its severed
"we don't want things like this in our
I walked to the garage for the shovel.
I told my wife, "don't come out here."
then I walked back with the shovel and
the faces watching me from behind
they had their neighborhood back,
a nice quiet neighborhood with green
lawns, palm trees, circular driveways, children,
churches, a supermarket, etc.
I dug into the earth.
NEW POEMS BOOK 3
edited by John Martin
Virgin Books, 2004